A Tweak In Time (KTH) •Ongoing•

▶ Chapter XIX

"Well, it is great seeing you optimistic for once." She took of her glasses and closed his file.

"It was sarcasm, Doctor Kim." He kept smiling.

"Oh," She coughed to cover up her embarrassment, "Anyways, aren't you grateful that the hospital is open and thriving? It is such a nice day outside, you could go on a little picnic with your friends, yourself...or your partner." She suggested as she drew up the blinds of her office.

"It is a nice day indeed," Jimin began that brought a smile to her lips, "but I need to go job hunting so time won't be there for such a petty thing like a picnic plus your hospital could shut down as soon as the investors who invested in here might withdraw as they have already lost their shares in the whole 'Dohui fiasco' that happened last night."

"Tell me though, are you only peing pessimistic in front of me? Because Taehyung told me you radiate such a positive energy when you're around him." She crossed her arms and leaned against the walls.

"What can I say, I'm a great actor you see," Jimin flaunted his narcissistic personality wholeheartedly to which his doctor swiftly rolled her eyes before taking her seat in front of him.

"Give me a break. Even so, how's you addiction coming along? With the economic crisis paving its way to stardom, everyone would be left penniless. Then you won't be able to buy alcohol, isn't it a great opportunity for you?"

Jimin sighed as he eased himself on the chair, "It could be, but don't act like your father won't be the richest man in Korea. I mean he was originally, but he'd be literally the only one with stacks of cash."

"Don't talk about my father like that. He might plunge the country in a difficult time but he's still my father." Younha defended although she knew her father was the only one at fault if she or Taehyung lost their job.

"So as they say," Jimin ruffled up his hair as he lazily looked about the office, "Can we get over this session soon please? I've gotta go somewhere."

"You can leave if you want, and feel free to never come back here ever again if you don't want to." Younha hissed as she took another file only to stumble upon the time. It was finally over.

"Don't you want to go home Doctor Kim?" Jimin asked her as his body was half outside the office.

"None of your buisness about what do I have to do after work hours Park."

"Fine," he said, "Suit yourself Doctor Kim."

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Younha was scared.

Not because of potential ghosts chilling around in her house, but because of her mobile phone that has been sitting room quietly for the past hour.

After coming back home with driving her car below the speed limit, she hoped that Taehyung would call and she could easily dodge it by saying she was driving but dragging the drive back home to an hour that would usually last thirty minutes, Younha wasn't so sure that her plan would work.

And now she was staring at the godforsaken device in front of her while waiting for Younggeum to change. She didn't know how she managed to roam unnoticed in the whole house without a brasserie. Maybe because Taehyung didn't pay that much attention towards her.

"Your Highness, I'm ashamed to ask you this but can you help me pull that side of this strange-looking-piece-of-clothing that I have to wear at all costs?"

Younha sighed as she gave her phone another long look before getting up. Ambling her way towards the struggling woman, she saw that Younggeum was nearly done but she couldn't lock the two pieces together. She would pull one side and the other one jerked away and vice-versa. Rolling her eyes, she grabbed one end and pulled it inwards.

But at that time, her phone began to ring. She didn't know if that was Taehyung or some other person but panic settled in as she commanded Younggeum to get that one quick so she could answer that.

"What're you doing?! Pull the end and attach the hooks- no no not that way- here, let me help!" But Younggeum slapped her hand away very politely.

"No Your Highness, I need to get this done by myself so I can lear-"

"Then do it fast!" The ringtone grew more and more violent as Younha found herself nearly jumping on the spot.

"I'm doing as quick as I can, Your Highness. Please have some patience -"

"No I can't!" As soon as she ditched the poor girl to literally dash towards her phone, the ringing stopped.

The whole room was plunged into deep silence as Younha stood upright and dusted off her clothes off the imaginary dust. She was still midway between Younggeum who finally put the damned thing on and was now trying to wear a shirt, and the now silent phone who was a little tilted sideways than its original position because of the vibration.

But then, another thing rang. This time, it wasn't her phone, it was her house bell.

Seems like it was really Taehyung calling.

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A/N: approximately 4% of my readers are male wtf-

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